Jaycee's Blog - Thu, Dec 29

Sorry for the delayed update. I've known for a few days who Faerie X was and been struggling as to whether I should write about her here. After some deliberation, I'm taking a chance she won't mind or care. After all, you all think this is just a fantasy story about fictional characters, so it's not likely you're taking any of it seriously. She probably knows this and won't consider you a threat.

You may remember that I wrote about a shadowfae (back in October) that was tormenting my old boss Morgan Reiss. Her name was (and is) Tarantina.

She may be evil (if I'm to believe Morgan), although I'll admit that I don't care all that much. None of my roommates care either. Being in her presence fills us with...I don't know, reverence, maybe? Anything she wants, we do it. I've been walking on all fours for a few days and yapping like a horny bitch (with my butt in the air) so someone would stick something in me—something Tommy or Larry seem unable to resist, now that Tarantina has commanded to screw anything that moves (and I move a lot). Even though I can only bark, I can still write (evidently) so there's a way to communicate my (often urgent and highly sexual) needs to my flatmates.

Mandy's been transformed into some kind of cat woman (I don't mean like the superhero, more something along the lines of the Puma sisters from that old anime:

Except with much bigger boobs and an insatiable sex drive. Because I bark at her, she's pretty hostile and we fight a lot. We roll on the ground, wrestling, barking and hissing until the hostility turn to fun heat between our legs and we end up eating each other.

The guys take turns at us when we're too exhausted to move, filling us with their enhanced (and engorged) members while using any and all holes available to them.

I'll be honest, it's way, WAY more fun than I would have imagined from what Morgan was saying. She made it sound like Tarantina was cruel and vicious, but she's not making us do anything we don't really want. We all want sex pretty badly and she's just letting us do what we want to each other.

So we've all had a Merry Christmas (that's when Tarantina showed up) and it's been a blast ever since. I hope yours was as good as mine, but I really doubt it.

Happy New Year as well, before I forget!

--Jaycee